The challenge word was detail, but this is what came out of my brain. The haiku started as "a dark detail" but that phrase would not align with anything else in my thoughts. My creative process is occasionally a mystery, even to myself. Black Matter

A dark mote of thought Imploding inward into A dark hole of grief

August 7, 2014 challenge word "make"

Growing a Poem

Fast fingers clicking A staccato rhythm to make a poem grow

August 9, 2014 challenge word "about"

Mixed Feelings - A Haiku Duo

Summer break is up, Eight to three for pay, Oh Yay! Tears about to fall